This is the photographic evidence of a comical and amusing night out for my friend Jose’s birthday. I’d actually put a picture of people on here, but Gavin says he doesn’t want his picture on the Internet.
Oh, screw it. If you’re friends with me you've gotta face the reality that someday I’m probably gonna talk about you on Slice of Pink, and you really ought to feel fortunate that I am saying nice things and not talking the smack.
Gavin is the one on the far left. Everyone say hello to Gavin.
The can of Mancini’s Sweet Roasted Peppers is from Buca di Beppo. Stolen. On a dare. I shouldn’t even point out that the boys asked the waitress if they could steal the can. I am sure they have the story all worked out in their own minds and I am sure that their version contains covert operation planning and stealthy strategizing, not to mention a crafty and compromising mission to get the can out of the restaurant. Which it did not, because the waitress said it was totally fine. Boys.
I went out with my girlfriends on Saturday night to negate any testosterone-induced affection deficit disorder that might have occurred from a night out with the guys. Girls don’t show they care by giving each other the finger.
YUCK! I don't like this picture. I look bloated. It must be the sweater. ;)
Its cool though.
Everyone else looks stunning!
AND HOLY FRIGGING MOLY! WHATA NIGHT!
I see my necklace......that is now gone!
Sucha pity.
Posted by: Kathryn | May 30, 2005 at 11:56 PM
...and your hair still looks adorable!!
Rachael
Posted by: Rachael | May 31, 2005 at 06:21 AM
i heard they had to work very hard to take the peppers out of there. wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!! who gets the $5 bucs.
Posted by: malachi | May 31, 2005 at 05:37 PM